In Praise of Rushdie and his "Fearless Disrespect"

As many of us pray to the gods that we don’t believe in, that Salman Rushdie despite his horrific injuries lives, I find myself both distraught and yet bewildered by some of the things I keep hearing, being repeated.

Obviously, I admire Rushdie very much. Midnight’s Children blew my mind, and I knew then and there that I must go to India. I was young en…